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I went shopping for a job interview outfit today. Because I’m a few sizes too big for all my old work clothes now, and because mum said she’d get me something so that I had it ready today. We shopped at Target, and she came out with pants, and I got a skirt, blouse and tights…. I was so close to buying the matching jacket, but that is so not me. *heh*

So, where did the last four months go?

December was a chaotic Hell and while the time since has flown, it seems a lifetime away.

Like this:

When the world ends
Collect your things
You’re coming with me
When the world ends
You tuckle up yourself with me
Watch it as the stars disappear to nothing
The day the world is over
We’ll be lying in bed

I’m gonna rock you like a baby when the cities fall
We will rise as the building’s crumble
Float there and watch it all
Amidst the burning, we’ll be churning
You know, love will be our wings
The passion rises up from the ashes
When the world ends

When the world ends
You’re gonna come with me
We’re going to be crazy
Like a river bends
We’re going to float
Through the criss cross of the mountains
Watch them fade to nothing
When the world ends
You know that’s what’s happening now
I’m going to be there with you somehow, oh…

I’m going to tie you up like a baby in a carriage car
Your legs won’t work cause you want me so
You just lie spread to the wall
The love you got is surely
All the love that I would ever need
I’m going to take you by my side
And love you tall, ‘til the world ends

Oh, but don’t you worry about a thing
No, ’cause I got you here with me
Don’t you worry about a
Just you and me
Floating through the empty, empty
Just you and me
Oh, graces
Oh, grace

Oh, when the world ends
We’ll be burning one
When the world ends
We’ll be sweet makin love
Oh, you know when the world ends
I’m going to take you aside and say
Let’s watch it fade away, fade away
And the world’s done
Ours just begun
It’s done
Ours just begun

We’re gonna dive into the emptiness
We’ll be swimming
I’m going to walk you through the pathless roads
I’m going to take you to the top of the mountain that’s no longer there
I’m going to take you to bed and love you, I swear
Like the end is here

I’m going to take you up to
I’m going to take you down on you
I’m going to hold you like an angel, angel

I’m going to love you
I’m going to love you
When the world ends
I’m going to hold you
When the world is over
We’ll just be beginning…

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So, I’ve been out of work awhile, and while I’ve been mostly thinking about things like looking for a job, or getting myself mentally to a point where I can take on the world, I’ve also been thinking about other options. Study, of course. wit my over-thinking brain, is always an option. Perhaps I enroll at a TAFE, or community college for something. Perhaps another masters. Or, maybe distance courses are a good option. No face to face, lots of reading, discussion through moodle. I loved that format through the masters I did, so I should continue it. Whether formally, through a uni or TAFE course, or informally, through a skeptic/atheist bookclub!

Maybe child behaviour is an area for study for me? I did several behaviour subjects through uni both under an post- grad… plus all my work with kids with a language disorder. Or Autism. Or kids with “just” a mild intellectual disability. So much we could do for those kids language wise, if we know how, and we had the backing from our “benefactors” (private, taxes and so on) to go ahead and help these boys to make their way through both the justice system and society when we throw them back into it.

Perhaps I have a passion for social justice issues, and should channel that instead? Surely that’s better to blog about than soy lattes? :p

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I’m clearly having way too good a social life. Which is good, actually, despite the lack of sleep and probably too much alcohol in my system, because I really AM starting to make connections down here. Supportive friends, silly friends, people I also don’t click with too. Making Sydney feel much more comfortable. Much more home. Home is where the heart is.

I applied for a job. By applied, I called the lead clinician and sussed each other out, and emailed through my resume. It’s rather part time, school age language, literacy, dyspraxia and autism. Right up my alley and potentially a good way to get my foot back in the door. We shall see how that pans out.

I’m covered in bruises, for one reason or another. One reason is running into a glass door. Others include being generally clumsy, and on my arm that I’m putting down to somebody grabbing me and saving my life. You know, like if I walked in front of a moving vehicle. Which I do because I have NO road sense. I actually don’t know where I got that bruise from, but sounds like a good story? Want to be my knight in shining armour?

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Another year has gone. That makes 14 years since watching the Xmas lights, getting bitten by mozzies, and curling up together at Brian’s.

14 years. A huge year again this year. Different cities. Awesome highs and hellish lows. Lots to take on, to end. Moving. Growing up (???). Growing together. While apart. Sharing so much. Even if by text, email, weekly recaps or occasional MMS. It’s been tough, but we’re still so strong.